The soap opera journal of a poet who has set up household on the edge of Leona Canyon in Oakland, California where she creates meaning for herself from the vortex.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

In the Shadow of the Middle EastA Spare the Air Daywhen public transit offered free rides on the housethe ferry fuller than it’d ever beencaps turned backward orange hair braidsdigital cameras snapping waves mixed with exhauston the hottest day of the yearso packed to the gillswe tipped backward and water-skied,but once we passed beneath the shadow of the bridge,there we wereon the other side of something we didn't know yet.